Chapter 759
Cangxuan Realm, Eastern Zhongzhou.
Many saints and powerful kings and princes came out one after another, and they all laughed awkwardly. Logically, Saint Qingshui was in the same group with them, and was a high-level cultivator in this world, and could be considered an acquaintance.
And just because of this, their actions were extremely unkind. They didn't say anything when the Son of Fortune came here, but they hid one by one, ready to forcefully help the Son of Fortune resist when Saint Qingshui took action, to help him in times of trouble, and let the Son of Fortune accept the favor.
This is really too unpopular.
If Saint Qingshui hadn't admitted defeat in time, and even compensated his own sect to the other party, perhaps the many saints present would have taken action immediately in a short time, not to mention completely destroying the huge holy place of cultivation, or even strangled a saint like him on the spot.
It's just shameless!!
Therefore.
Many saints emerged at this moment, each of them was taller than ten thousand feet, like a god in the sky, stepping on the endless laws, and their expressions were cold, but there was a hint of embarrassment.
"Don't blame us sisters for being ruthless. Who accepted the benefits and didn't give them to us sisters during the last heyday of the human race? And who persuaded us sisters to kill the son of destiny of the previous generation of the human race when the human race was hit by the starry sky and finally declined completely?"
"If we hadn't taken action against the son of destiny of the previous generation of the human race, perhaps we would still be living in the sect and enjoying a comfortable life, instead of traveling around the world to escape."
Two young women emerged in the void, one with a cold and beautiful aura, and the other with a charming aura. At this moment, they were all very unhappy and kept spitting on the light water saint.
"This..."
Seeing that many saints present were eating melons again, the face of the light water saint finally couldn't be saved, and finally smiled awkwardly, and was able to step into the realm of saints.
Who is not a genius?
Who is not an old fox?
Who has caused more troubles?
Perhaps among the many saints present, many had rebelled against the human race, but now they are just reattaching to the human race. In the end, no one can say anything about who else.
Therefore.
She forced herself to swallow this loss, looked at the saints depressedly, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Since you haven't killed me now, and the holy land of cultivation has not been completely destroyed, then what should you do? Do you smile at the mountains and seas like you did hundreds of thousands of years ago, regardless of the rise and fall of the human race, and still hide in the major origin worlds to live a life of luxury, but only want to be immortal, or follow the footsteps of the son of destiny in the contemporary era and rush into the universe to attack the stars?"
After she finished speaking, she slowly closed her mouth and carefully observed the expressions of many saints. As expected, several saints hesitated and then stepped aside. They were unwilling to step into the starry sky. They had finally cultivated to the realm of saints and had long been immortal.
Being in the origin world, you can live a comfortable life.
Why go to the starry sky to fight?
That is a real battlefield.
You will die if you are not careful.
Helping the son of luck now is just to make him owe you a favor. If the human race wins, it will not be their turn when the human race settles the traitors in the future. How can they fight for the son of luck of the human race?
"Humph, you are really a group of fence-sitters."
The light water saint curled his lips, looked at Jiang Li solemnly, and said seriously: "I will now hand over such a large holy place of cultivation and the headmaster to you, my friend, you should understand this."
"I know." Although Jiang Li didn't know what the son of luck was, now the other party gave him a large sect and millions of disciples as compensation. He must be prepared to bind such a force with him, so that he will prosper together in the future.
In the end, he did not lose out. If he entered the starry sky in the future, he could use this huge holy land of cultivation to attack the myriad races in the starry sky. At that time, the combat power of the human race would certainly be greatly enhanced.
As for whether the millions of disciples in the holy land of cultivation would all die in the end?
Although it is absolutely possible.
But there are too many uncertain things in the world.
Saint Qingshui might be ready to take a gamble.
He would not care about this matter.
"Very good, Qingyun Sect will enter the starry sky with you in the future."
"Conquer the myriad races in the starry sky and promote the glory of the human race!!"
Although Saint Qingshui is an old woman, she was obviously very fierce when she was young. An axe suddenly appeared in her hand, and she was bathed in the aura of killing. With many saints stunned, she slowly approached Mu Qingxue and Jiang Li.
After these words came out, the elders and disciples who were originally unhappy with the ancestor for selling them to Jiang Li and Mu Qingxue were stunned. Fighting for the human race?
If this is true, it is an honor.
They will not be too opposed to this.
Immediately.
The disciples of Qingyun Sect cheered. Until this moment, they finallyKnowing the good intentions of the ancestor, Qing Mu Niang has indeed committed a great sin, but she can escape the death penalty but cannot escape the living crime. She really needs to serve Jiang Li and Mu Qingxue for 100,000 years.
As the young generation of the human race, they naturally have the obligation to go to the starry sky battlefield to fight with the starry sky tribes. Although they are servants sold to Jiang Li on the surface, they are real soldiers in the starry sky battlefield. They can also win glory. As for the 100,000-year deadline?
The war between the human race and the starry sky tribes is not just a hundred years.
If it is a fight between ethnic groups.
Then this war must be at least 100,000 years.
The ancestor is indeed a shrewd man.
When many elders and disciples came up with such an idea, they were amazed on the spot.
Why didn't they think of this level?
As for the many saints and princes, they frowned when they heard this. They were just helping a group of sons of destiny for their own lives, but Saint Qingshui was too fierce. He made a bet directly and merged his disciples, the sect and Jiang Li into one.
"As expected of a saint, he is shrewd and calculating. He has lived for hundreds of thousands of years. What strategies does he not have? Now he has turned the tables. He has completely become an old fox."
A powerful prince was amazed.
The rest of the people were the same.
As for Mu Qingxue?
At this moment, she was completely stunned. She looked at the many saints floating in the sky, then looked at her ancestor, and finally looked at little Jiang Li. She tilted her head on the spot and fell into a period of thinking. It was not that she was not smart, but the situation in front of her was too complicated.
If this world is described as a chessboard, then the saints are the real chess players, and they keep placing their own bets.
But they still had reservations, only Saint Qingshui risked everything and went all in.
On the spot, they entrusted their sects and descendants of their bloodline to Jiang Li.
You can say that.
If the human race is completely defeated in the future and never recovers.
Then such a saint will definitely die without a burial place, and the bloodline of the sect will disappear from the world. If she wins the bet, then Saint Qingshui will definitely be remembered among the saints of the human race. How can the descendants of the angel investor of the son of destiny forget it?
"Did I miss something?" After a moment of silence, Mu Qingxue suddenly looked at Jiang Li and asked with a complicated expression: "I know the title of the son of destiny of the human race, but why did little Jiang Li suddenly become so popular? With just one sentence, the saint directly surrendered?"
